Got up at 4.45 and had breakfast at 5.30 as we needed to get a good start for our longest walk yet. Left in the pangas at 6.20 and went on an open-sided but for a rough ride up to a kids campsite. We set off on the first part of the walk – 3km up a track which was a bit muddy but not too bad. That took us a whole hour!!! Then we had a 20 minute stop to re-group and to split into those going to the top of the volcano and those staying behind.
Another 5km walk took us to the centre of the latest eruption.
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There was a field of fumaroles 11km in diameter, steaming and black like Mordor, which looked like it had a road running across the middle!
The “camera crew” lagged behind as always and, again, got Darwin to stay behind with them for a “piece to camera”!
It rained when we got to the top but was still fascinating with one small crater where the rock was bright orange.
On the way back I had a nasty fall, tripping over a bit of lava and my forehead hit the rock hard. Blood soaked the sweat-band of my hat, I grazed my left arm and bruised my knee. Val and Paula took good care of me, cleaning up the wound and applying plasters supplied by S-J. By the time Darwin re-joined us I was ready to start walking again. Once on my feet, I was fine – it looked much worse than it was.
Once back on board we had lunch of fish soup, prawn casserole with veg and beans with chives. Had a quiet, lazy afternoon on board, removed the plasters and cleaned up my forehead (the blood under the plasters made it look horrendous!). It had stopped bleeding and looked much better, though there was a big lump and bruising.
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